Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Hey there! It's been a while!

Yeah, yeah, sorry about the lack of updates -- I've just been so busy! Man, I LOVE school! Sooooo, here's a little summary of what's been going on en mi vida.

Okay, so my parents' visit was tons of fun and I'm super duper glad they got a chance to come down! On a side note, they brought me a guitar and I love it. It's a little baby. I planned on going to play outside the metro station one day. I was going to today, but I slept til 11:30 then watched Kate & Leopold on TV. Lame, I know.

Anyway, here's us at Isla Negra, one of Pablo Neruda's favorite houses. The sun made us squint though, so we look a little wonky, but I still like it.






















I want to live there.
























We ended up staying in the SUITE at the Cap Ducal (it's shaped liked a boat), due to faulty windows in our first room. I'm actually pointing to the wrong room here... our room was the one in the top right-hand corner, but whatevs, you get the picture. If you look real closely, you can see one of the chairs on the deck.


















This is at Mercado Central, a famous fish market. We didn't eat there, but I went back a week later and ate with some friends. And I actually ate fish! It kind of tasted like nothing though, so that's no fun. But my friend Sarah got swordfish and that tasted really good. Sooo, if any of you get a chance to go to South America, and a chance to go to Santiago, and a chance to eat at Mercado Central, I recommend the swordfish.

The day after my parents left, my program took a field trip to a winery called Concha y Toro. Apparently it's famous. I mean, it was really pretty and everything, but it wasn't like the freaking Garden of Eden or anything. Sheep were walking around though, so that was exciting. All in all, it was actually kind of boring. BUT, we did get to sample their "finest" wines. One wine, Casillero del Diablo, was pretty root-tootin' special back in 1891 so the owner put it waaaaay back in the corner of his cellar. However, barrels of wine kept disappearing so he figured the devil must have been stealing it. Thus, Casillero del Diablo, or Devil's Cellar.

















Mind you, this hallway was gated off. Special, special. We just stood there, looking down this hallway, waiting for something to happen. Like the devil popping out from behind a wall or something. I don't mean to be a party pooper, but it was pretty underwhelming.

The last couple weeks have been a blur... tons of homework. But you know what my dad says: "work hard, play hard" ....

I know you love my stories from my bus rides, so I'll tell you another exciting story. This man, oh this very special man that I want to tell you about takes his job very seriously. He even has a uniform. Or maybe it's been a coincidence that I've seen him "on the job" in the same outfit twice. Jeans, red t-shirt, and blue baseball hat. That's how you dress for success, I say! He kind of talks like an auctioneer too. Like, he'll start out by saying something like, "Good day, ladies and gentlemen, good day! Good day!" but like super fast. Yeah, anyway, he'll pull a blue pen out of his back pocket and wave it in the air so we can all see. He talks about how great it is, and that we can but it for just 500 pesos! 75 cents!! (By the way, 500 pesos was worth a dollar when I first got here. Yay for the world economic crisis??) Moving on, he pulls out a black pen and then a red pen - we can get all 3 pens for just 500 pesos! What's that? He'll throw in a second black pen at no additional cost! But wait, just wait. He pulls out a big black permanent marker. Major selling points: "It writes on wood, it writes on plastic, it writes on paper!" All four pens and the marker for just 500 pesos! Still unsure? Ok... he'll throw in a mechanical pencil too! As he's talking about how great it is, he's clicking the eraser part to make all the lead come out, like "Look see! It's real!" Today being the second time I've seen the speil, I really had to hold back the laughter. I mean, he was clicking the teeny pencil eraser with such fervor. I guess he should be commended. Anyway, ok, final offer: this guy will throw in mechanical pencil refills in the mix. That's right, four pens, one marker, one pencil, and pencil lead for 500 pesos. The thing, if you think about it, that's actually a good deal. They looked like pretty nice pens. For a split second I thought about buying them, but then my the voice of my conscience (or my mom) started talking: "Jen, do you really need these? Are you sure you don't have any other pens at home?" Yeah, yeah, okay.


On a different note, I'd like you all to meet my Chilean family!!!

















Here's Patty, Montse, Luis, and Benja. Benja loves smiling for pictures. They are now the happy owners of tons of Coca-Cola and UofM gear. Yay!


















Ok, here's some smiles!


















Look! "Michigan Mom" ... how cute! Aww, I love this lady.


Okay, what else? Hmm. Well I had a paper due Monday. I pretty big one. It was supposed to be between 4-8 pages, but I didn't start it until Sunday. Whoopsies. I finished it Monday morning and it was barely 4 pages, but *shrug*, I felt I still deserved a little celebration, so I went to Starbucks!! First frappuccino in months, and it was absolutely heavenly.

Yesterday I told Patty that I wanted to start eating a little healthier, not that I don't love my sugared wheaties and freaking loaves of bread that I eat daily. But ya know, carbs and sugar only get you so far. So today for lunch, she packed me a platter, yes, a platter, of vegetables. Corn, green beans, peas, carrots, broccoli, and cellary. And two hardboiled eggs. Patty does not kid around when it comes to eating healthy!


Annnnd, guess what!! I've officially booked my trip to Peru and Argentina!! Yahoo! I'm flying to Lima Novemeber 22, then somehow we're going to get to Cuzco (fly, bus it, hitchhike, apperate?) and from there we're going to go to Machu Picchu!! We're hoping to take the Incan Trail, which would take about 3-4 days. Then from there, we go back to Lima and fly to Buenos Aires on December 1 (happy birthday to meee!). We fly back to Santiago on the 10th and then I fly out the next day to come home! So, my last couple weeks will be totally crammed pack with life, but that's how I like it. As long as no poetry is involved, I'm as happy as a clam.


Mucho amor a todos! Besos y abrazos!!


P.S. I voted! Yay!!

Monday, October 20, 2008

Before we get too far ahead of ourselves...

here's a couple more pictures from paragliding in Mendoza!



































Me and Gwenny... getting ready to run off a mountain.



















I'm the orange one.





































Next post... my parents' visit!

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Don't cry for me Argentina

Soooo I spent the weekend in Mendoza, Argentina with a group of extranjeros from all over the world, and let me just say, I had an absolute blast! I just wish I could have had more time to spend there! We had to be at the bus station at 9 AM on Friday morning, which means I had to use the public transportation system between 8-9 AM. The metros were so incredibly packed that people had to stand and wait and wait and wait on the platform until another metro came that wasn't so crammed. What a pain. Well, as some of you may know, I don't like waiting. So me and my big backpack just kept pushing through the crowds trying to get on the metro. I standing right in the doorway when the noise which signals the doors closing starting to ring. My hopes of getting on the metro started to dwindle when suddenly this ginormous man shwoops me and my big backpack onto the metro. Yes, he shwooped me. I looked up and flashed my pearly whites as in to say "Thank you, sir. I appreciate that" and his response was a blank stare that I took to mean "What the hell are you smiling about?" Good morning Chile!

The busride to Mendoza was pretty awesome since my friends and I got seats in the very front of the top layer of the bus, right above the driver. So it was like a roller coaster, except going alot slower and staying on the ground. Okay, so maybe not. Anyway, the view of the mountains was spectacular.



















(I spilled of cup of coffee all over my friend Blair in the taking of this picture. Whoops.)


















We got to our apartments in Mendoza around 7ish and had the night free to do whatever we wanted. The kids in the apartment I was staying with decided to go out for a little drink and we ended up sitting down in the outdoor part of a restaurant. We were in the middle of a conversation when a lady came over to us and started talking. I just assumed it would be the waitress, but when I looked up, I realized it was a woman holding some sort of cards or stickers in one hand while breastfeeding her small child. The stupid thing is, I still thought she was our waitress and was surprised Argentina didn't have stricter laws about, well you know, waitresses breastfeeding their children on the job. Duh, Jen, you dummy. Anyway, we all mumbled that no, we didn't want to buy anything she was selling, but thanks anyway. All throughout our time sitting at this restaurant, people came up to us asking to buy stuff. Because you know, we're clearly Americans, and all Americans are filthy rich. Obviously. Well, when we all got up to leave after our drinks, my friend Leslie realized her purse was no longer by her side. That's right, one of those people offering to sell us their stickers robbed her purse, which had all her money, credit cards, phone, cedula (Chilean ID), and her camera. Needless to say, this was not the best way to start off our time in Mendoza. Getting robbed kind of puts a damper on things. We didn't know this, but apparently Mendoza is known for pickpockets and stealing. So, um, watch out if you ever go there.

Saturday was super awesome though. We started the day off with a bus tour of the city. Call me crazy, but I think think may be borderline blasphemous.


















Anyway, the first thing we went to was La Cabaña, a huge chocolate factory. It was one oompa loompa song away from being Willa Wonka's chocolate factory.



Yeah, just tell me you didn't see things like this in Willa Wonka's chocolate factory.























Ever since visiting this place, I've had the same five lines of a certaing song stuck in my head...

I want the world.
I want the whole world.

I want to lock it all up in my pocket
.
It's my bar of chocolate!

Give it to me - NOW!


Yep. Those five lines over and over. Ehhh.

After that, we drove around Mendoza for a while. We visited a couple different plazas, including Plaza España. Oh, so pretty. There were tiles all over! Tiles in the fountain, tiles on the ground, tiles on the walls.



















After the plazas, we went to Parque General San Martín, the largest city park in Argentina. Seriously. Huge. And in the middle, there's a big long manmade lake. How can you tell it's manmade? Oh, because it has concrete sides. Other than that, the park was absolutely beautiful.

Our last stop was Cerro de la Gloria, which overlooks Mendoza.


















See those mountains in the background? That's where we went PARAGLIDING from!! Fast forward 3 hours, and there we are sitting at the bottom of a couple of mountains in Mendoza.






After waiting an hour or so at the bottom (you have to go in shifts), a jeep picked us up and took us to the top of the mountain. Until then, never had I ever felt as if the vehicle I was riding in could fall apart beneath me. There were no doors, the side panel was strung on with some metal wires, and I easily could have kicked through the floor board. On top of that, the road to the top was this skinny dirt road which snaked its way up the mountain, and every time we turned the corner, I was praying to God we wouldn't go over the edge. Seriously, I was thinking to myself "Okay, so if we start going over the edge, I can just quick jump out this space where a door should be. Yeah, I'll just do that." Well, we finally got to the top safe and sound, and had to wait another 2 hours. Gah. But we got to watch other paragliders, so that was neat.


















The left side of the picture is where you run off the mountain.




This is Gwenny (I'm 100% certain that is not how you spell it) and he was my paragliding professional. Gwenny and Jenni. Oh how I love it when things rhyme.


















He told me to just run and run and run and not stop until he told me too. So that's what I did. And suddenly there I was in the Argentinian sky, strapped to a man named Gwenny and a parachute and nothing else. Crazy huh?























me: "Smile, Gwenny!"
Gwenny: "Whiskey!!!"























Sun setting over the mountains while I was still in the air. So cool.


















After about 15 minutes, we made it back down to earth. Yay!


















And now I'm tired and can't write anymore. Maybe more later. But here's one last picture from the bus ride home. Yay Argentina!
























Besos y abrazos!